Richard the Bird, our little visitor, returned home to his humans today. They’re back from their travels and picked him up this evening so I had a final few scribbles. He’s been with us for a month and we’re missing the little tyke already. He’d gotten used to us and treated Husb like some sort of parrot god. I wasn’t so honoured, mostly he ignored me, except when he tried to pull my hair out and then bit me. But the past few days he’s given me some more attention, which Sparta Puss didn’t like, so she started stalking him. Luckily he has a very sturdy cage. I enjoyed seeing him sitting on Husb’s shoulder, watching the television together. He particularly liked the rugby internationals and The Voice.

There’s a big space in the living room now where his cage was and it’s so quiet. The cats don’t speak much. But his humans do a lot of travelling so I’m sure he’ll be holidaying with us again. I drew these into my A5 hardbacked sketchbook with a Faber Castell Pitt drawing pen, size F.